Not A Single Trace

In the middle of the night, the bronze city, much like the day, was also alive at night.

Although there were not as many students walking the streets, certain establishments were still full.

One such establishment was none other than the training center, where there were still students in the hallways as well as in the practice rooms.

And in the halls, with her figure standing out from the other students, a girl with long straight black hair was making her way as if it were her home.

Though her expression was nonchalant, it was clear from the air around her that her mood was not good at all, something students nearby noticed and took note of before avoiding getting in her way.

"Just... how did they do it." Syvis muttered, in her mind present the memory of the moment Faith and Jay had managed to form a link.